You made all the streamers on the internet kneel before you when you were asked to make a game.

"Uh...ha..."

Professor Chen let out a hoarse roar, like a broken bellows.

His face had turned a deep liver color, and his eyes bulged outwards due to lack of oxygen, filled with bloodshot veins.

The hand gripping his neck belonged to an experienced driver.

But that hand, at this moment, felt like an iron clamp—hard, cold, and devoid of any human warmth.

The experienced driver wore a strange, mocking smile.

His eyes were jet black, without a trace of impurity.

"stop!"

Liu Yedao reacted the fastest, letting out a low shout and stepping forward. A wooden stick that had somehow appeared in his hand, taken from the stool, was smashed hard at the old driver's arm!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The wooden stick broke instantly.

The experienced driver's arm remained completely still.

Even that eerie smile remained unchanged.

Holy crap!

Brother Long was so scared he almost lost his mind.

On the stage, the eerie, grating opera singing continued.

Below the stage, the hundreds of ghostly spectators remained completely engrossed in the performance.

Rule 4: No absences or early departures are permitted.

Rule 5: The audience seats must be full.

They are now the "audience".

How can an audience member go on stage and interrupt a performance?

What happens once the core rule of "watching the show" is broken?

But the lancet has already broken the rules, so maybe it's okay?

Moreover, Professor Chen is about to die!

Without Professor Chen, Brother Long doesn't think he can clear the game with just him and the experienced driver.

"Wife..." Brother Long tried to activate his skill, "Save him!"

The ghost bride did not move.

The chilling aura emanating from her, powerful enough to freeze the soul, was suppressed by the eerie atmosphere of the entire "theater," preventing it from being easily released.

Moreover, deep within the stage, behind those ghostly spectators, and beneath the entire village, an even larger, more ancient, and more terrifying aura coldly watches over everything here.

Here, it is the rule.

unless……

Unless someone touches the ghost bride's sore spot.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Professor Chen's struggles grew weaker and weaker, and his hands fell limply to his sides.

The "shadow ghost" possessing the veteran driver seemed to feel that this was not enough.

It slowly reached out its other hand towards Brother Long, who was slumped in the arms of the ghost bride out of fear.

Those dark eyes stared straight at Brother Long.

The mocking smile at the corner of his mouth deepened.

It wants to strangle these living people one by one in front of everyone.

It wants to enjoy their fear before they die.

At this moment, Brother Long's mind was not blank, but filled with joy.

He didn't know why the ghost bride hadn't made a move this time.

But if the Shadow Ghost dares to lay a hand on him, wouldn't that be like lighting a lamp in the toilet?

court death!

An extremely cold and malevolent aura erupted from the ghost bride, causing her blood-red wedding dress to flutter even without wind.

Beneath the veil, a pair of eyes that were originally just cold were instantly filled with endless bloodlust and killing intent.

"roll."

A single word escaped from the ghost bride's mouth.

She slowly raised her right hand, which had sharp red nails, and then gently waved it at the "thing" that had possessed the old driver.

A streak of blood-red light slashed at the twisted black shadow behind him that was intertwined with his body!

"squeak--!!!"

A sharp scream erupted from the experienced driver's mouth.

The sound was filled with pain and terror.

The shadow behind the experienced driver twisted and struggled wildly, like a worm branded with a hot iron.

A deep, bone-revealing crack appeared in the very center of the shadow.

Wisps of black energy were constantly dissipating from the crack.

The Ghost Bride's attack actually struck the "Shadow Ghost's" true form!

"Bang!"

The hand that was gripping Professor Chen's neck finally loosened its grip.

The experienced driver's body slumped to the ground.

The injured shadow suddenly burst out of his body, turning into an irregular cloud of black mist, and fled in terror toward the back of the audience!

Want to run?

A hint of disdain flashed in the ghost bride's blood-red eyes.

Regardless of the stage, she became even bolder in her methods.

The ghost bride flicked her red sleeve.

A blood-red ribbon instantly grew dozens of meters long, entangling the black mist.

Then, pull it back sharply!

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The shadow ghost let out a desperate screech and was forcibly dragged back.

The whole process was incredibly fast, happening in the blink of an eye.

From the moment the ghost bride erupted to the moment the shadow ghost was subdued, it only took two or three seconds.

Only then did the mournful singing on the stage suddenly stop.

The hundreds of ghostly spectators below the stage all turned their numb, stiff heads 180 degrees in unison.

Thousands of eyes, some empty, some bleeding tears, and some just black holes, stared intently at Brother Long and his group.

Meanwhile, on the stage...

The paper effigy playing the young scholar slowly turned its face, painted with eerie oil paints.

It stared intently at the shadow ghost, which was tightly bound by blood-red ribbons, and also at the ghost bride.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

The chat room was completely flooded with comments.

Holy crap! My wife is awesome! She's so cool!

He's handsome, but the problem is, he's offended every ghost in the village!

The rules have been broken! The streamers are about to be attacked!

Brother Long thought so too.

He was even prepared to close his eyes and face death.

However, the anticipated siege did not occur.

The paper effigy on the stage simply stared at the ghost bride for a few seconds.

Then its stiff finger rose again, pointing to the black mist that was bound in mid-air.

"The fifth...distinguished guest."

"The time has come."

"Go...on...stage...to...receive...the...reward."